aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah i am having SUCH a bad day. At first, it was bad just because well....it was a monday. I missed the fun I had over the weekend, and I was tired. okay the truth is...today began as a bad day because.....my mom made me french toast. this sounds silly, because I actually love french toast, but I get myself up on mondays b/c I know I'm going to eat my bagel (hey it works...) BUT there are few selective times where my mother beats me downstairs and "is just trying to help!!" by making my "my favorite!!" which is actually re-heated partially baked really nasty french toast and if I say "uhm mom I'd appreciate it if you didn't make this anymore" she says "why!?" and then I have to explain "I dont really like the way you cook it, which is fine! I can make my own breakfast" really calm though I want to scream FOR HEAVENS SAKE I'M SIXTEEN!! and she says "FINE I'm just TRYING to be helpful" *slams down w/e is in her hands* "I wake up early *grumble grumble* to make you what you want, but no...*grumble*" And doesn't come down early for the rest of the week, but NEXT WEEK..........(see top of paragraph) SO TODAY i just sat in my seat and forced down the squishy paper thin french toast. at school I had three quizzes (none of which were particularly easy- chem, english, and alg 2) received two horrible spanish TEST grades (why did she have to do it on the same day i mean for crying out loud...) in WH Heath Ledger found out his best friend was actually in love with his ex-fiancée (which was actually really sad) i never did get my stinkin contacts in so I was blind all day long b/c i refuse to wear the grandma glasses, i miss my cousins really bad (that was random...but i really do...) i had to stay after school with SOOO much drama- seriously people. talking about people behind their back is SOOOO STUPID!! get OVER yourselves! It's one thing to be like "i'm worried about so-in-so because look what they're doing .....(yea i'm trying to stop that b/c its still bad) but the crappy "oh em ghee she's such a *beep* because she's a snob and a control freak....." oh yea who's the snob??? THEN my mom leaves me. she was there at like 3, I said i'd be back out around 415 and by 425 she was gone (to pick up Julie). BUT SINCE I DONT HAVE MY PHONE I didn't know she had left and spent 10 minutes walking around the building trying to get back in!!! And then she yells at me cuz it's my fault?? Annnnd I get home and Eric's being a jerk and I'm sitting here with butt loads of hw (yea i know i'm on xanga and i have a lot of hw...this helps more than you know) and he's like "Lindsey can you go get my iPod for me?" AND HE'S LIKE WATCHING TV!!! HE IS DOING NOTHING!!! And so I replied in my attitude-filled voice like a big sister always does "No get your lazy butt up and get it!" and he snaps back "who are you calling lazy, you were just taking a nap!" HEAVEN FORBID I REST FOR 10 MINS! At dinner Dad asked me to pray so I prayed this exact prayer "Hey God, I ask you to please bless this food and the conversations around the table. And please help our attitudes to be pleasant even though we've had somewhat of a crappy monday." HONESTLY. I REALLY DONT like having a bad attitude and I feel really bad about complaining and stuff so I TRIED to fix it before it got to....well....xanga freak out mode, AND WHAT HAPPENS WHEN I OPEN MY EYES? First of all my brother snickers and says "Hey God"?? and my sister was like "that's not very respectful" and then mom my is GLARING AT ME and says "Would you curse in a prayer to God?" referring to my use of the word "crap" BECAUSE SHE IS OH SO HOLY AND SAYS CRAP ONLY FIFTY FIVE KABILLION TIMES A DAY I WONDER WHERE I GET IT! Then I swallow my tongue and ask for the salt....and after THREE TIMES I finally said "FINE I'll get it myself" because Eric was too busy being self absorbed....and my FATHER STARTS MAKING FUN OF ME saying "Uh oh....soooomebody had a bad day" in that voice that the creepy church lady uses with the babies and then starts singing this song while I'm trying to listen to Julie tell a story and I don't even know what the song was but oh my freaking gosh it was so annoying! Granted, I'm already on edge, but seriously? Singing like ABC's or somtheing while Julie's tellin us a story!?!?!?!? And mom suggest we "as one big happy family" go with the Woods to a hockey game on Good Friday and I simply stated that I was disinclined to attend because I had plans. And she was like "since when do you tell us what you're going to do, what do you think you're doing? And I told her that Kayla and I had planned a day trip to the beach. And then excitedly reminded them that in one week from tomorrow I'd be getting my liscense. And my parents laughed at me. Okay seriously, I'M HAVING A BAD DAY! I PRAYED ABOUT HAVING A BAD DAY I'VE BEEN TRYING MY SO VERY HARDEST TO BE PATIENT AND REALLY HAVEN'T BITTEN ANYONES HEADS OFF SO WHY THE FREAK ARE YOU LAUGHING AT ME!?!?!? Mom: HAHAHA you think your DRIVING to the beach? NO WAY! Me: welll then fine we'll get someone else to drive. Mom: (face turns very serious) Dusty? Me: Or maybe Shane. Mom: No. That might be the only day we see the Millers. Okay yes, I love the Millers. They are two very sweet 50 some year olds that are practically my second parents. They let us go to their cabin and are Michiganers, but hello I'm sixteen....beach or playing cards? That sounds really mean.....and I apologize.....but...but.....AAAAAAH i'm a teenager and this is my spring break!!! and in 2 years Julie will probably be going on a cruise with a friend for spring break and 4 more no doubt Eric will be traveling the world with his soccer team or soemthing SO WHY CANT I HAVE ONE MEASELY BEACH TRIP? Mom: Lindsey you forget you're only 16. I hate being the oldest. I hate being the oldest. I hate being the oldest. I hate. being. the oldest. I apologize for this rant. and if you truly read all of this, you are an amazing friend and i love you. |